Double Infiltration (The Sinful 7 of Delite, Texas 4)

“So good. Oh God, move faster, harder, Richie, harder, I’m gonna come.”

Richie grabbed her hips tighter and thrust into her ass hard and fast. She felt his balls and Carl’s cock somehow grow thicker inside of her.

She rose up a little so she could help ease the ache inside her body, and Carl pumped his hips upward while he pinched her nipples and pulled them. She screamed her release, and both men followed, yelling her name then pumping two more times.

She laid her face against Carl’s chest as Richie slowly pulled from her ass then leaned down to lick and nibble each cheek.

She smiled against Carl’s chest as she wiggled her hips.

Carl grabbed her hip bone. “Whoa, don’t move, my cock is so fucking sensitive right now.”

She leaned up to kiss his mouth.

“I love you guys,” she whispered, and Carl smiled. She felt Richie’s hand massage her ass then him lean down next to her cheek. Both men said “I love you” at the same time, and they chuckled.

“Thank you for trusting us,” Richie stated before kissing her cheek.

* * * *

Juliet could see Danny’s bloody face. She watched as Robert wrapped him in a blanket as Pierce watched.

“Bring her with you. Let her see what will happen to any man who ever touches what’s mine,” Pierce stated firmly as he caressed her hair and brought a handful up to his nose. She was hysterically crying now. She could hardly walk as Teddy pulled her up from the chair and made her follow Robert.

The ride was a blur, merely twenty minutes north of the Mellbrook estate, a dump owned and operated by Mellbrook Industries. Teddy dragged her up the hill, across the high grasses as Robert carried the lifeless body over his shoulder. Her boyfriend was dead, murdered in front of her eyes, and now they were going to show her where his body lay.

It was a good distance deep into the hills of the smelly dump. She had never smelt anything worse in her life—the gray tinge of the ground beneath her feet, the machinery in the distance used to bury the garbage, and of course this body.

Teddy grabbed her by the hair and made her face Robert.

The sick bastard smiled as he looked out across the miles and miles of dumping grounds and told her that this was his favorite place. He said he knew where every body of every person he killed in Texas was located.

She shook with fear so deep and intense Teddy could hardly hold her upright.

“She’s losing it,” Teddy told Robert, and Robert turned to her and smiled.

“Well, we don’t want that now, do we? Take a look, sweetheart, and remember, Mellbrook owns you, and if anyone ever touches you or tries to take you away from him, then they’ll end up like this.”

Juliet tried to turn away. In her nightmare she forced herself to close her eyes, but it only made the scene brighter and as real as the night she actually witnessed Danny’s brutal death.

Robert took out a knife and cut open the blanket.

“Never forget, bitch!”

Instead of Danny’s face, she saw Carl’s.

Juliet screamed as she jumped up from the bed and ran. She fell to the floor, crying, trying to escape the nightmare, when strong hands pulled her up. The sound of both Richie’s and Carl’s voices pulled her back to the present.

“Oh sweet Jesus, baby, you scared us. Damn, baby, you’re okay, it’s just a dream.” Richie caressed her back and her shoulders as he hugged her to him.

She shook her head even as the dim light came on and Carl walked closer to her. His arm bandaged, he walked slowly toward her. Her heart ached with fear and sadness. Carl could have died.

“It was a bad dream, baby. You’re safe. We’ve got you.” Carl caressed her shoulder. Juliet continued to cry and tried to calm her breathing. She just couldn’t seem to control it.

“Please calm down. Come on, baby. Slow, easy breaths,” Richie told her as he placed her onto the bed in a sitting position on the edge. He caressed her thighs as he held her gaze. Carl sat down next to her, and the second she locked gazes with his face, she remembered her nightmare.

“No! Oh God, no. I can’t stay here with you two. He’s going to kill you. He’s going to kill you,” she cried.

“No one is going to kill us. We’re prepared. We have security everywhere,” Carl reminded her.